Fly poem

You thought you got me

You thought you got me
You never know why I love food / if you can be a little faster
You never bother to find out/ maybe a little wiser

You whack me with the fly swatter
You thought you got me
Luckily I was fast enough
And went through the tiny hole
That almost got me

You never failed to chase after me
Like how guys chase after the girl

And you really got angry
You took this metal tin
With the special water that would kill me once and for all
I dodge and hide
The little particle brush against my wing
I lost my control
And you thought you got me

Now I tell you the reason
All I want is a little space for myself
Spit a little water and I will be back
To help in my digestion

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